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Back Here With Me Again
03:04
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I got you back here with me again
Someone to love and share the bed
I feasted on my
well-meaning foolishness
Darling, I can’t help put you to some test
Sent you to the combat zone
Almost broke up our happy home
I admit I go over the line
It’s true I can be difficult at times
But nothing would hurt me more
than to watch you walk out that door
Who wrote all those love songs baby?
Who predicted how this would end?
Who wrote all those love songs darling?
Who knew we’d through this again?
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Desire is the root
of the emptiness filling the void
You struggle with your heart
over what it is may bring you joy
Restless in nature
Oh dear, that’s part of the danger
What good’s this life at all
without that tug of war?
Don’t let it get you down
To be free you must embrace
that our lives are lacking in meaning
This world is neither on your
side or against you, but indifferent
Conflict is nature
How you attempt to betray her
And though the weight is great
these are not chains at all
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The Wicked Kind
03:31
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Oh, the wicked kind
believes the jealous mind
is always on her tracks
Always on her tracks
Because the bourgeoisie
could never truly see
the wisdom of her ways
The wisdom of her ways
But could one really weep
within a verdant sea?
Could one really share
a life so debonaire? Oh, c’mon!
You’re the wicked kind
She says they do not mind
working all the time
They’re happy to be here
Happy to be here
She dressing up this con as opportunity The chance won’t come again
Chance won’t come again
Now she’s got a Top Ten to go
with her Famous Boyfriend
A million dollar girl for this
million dollar world.
Oh, c’mon!
You’re the wicked kind
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Jeanne, it’s just a ride
Jeanne, you’d better get out of my room
before our friends all start talking
Nothing you can say
will reduce our doom
Although you try hard to fight it
Don’t try to deny what’s happening
Nobody’s that blind
Jeanne, you’d better pick
the hint up fast
We might not be here tomorrow
This ain’t the kind of thing
that’s meant to last
I bet you think it’s your dumb luck
We’re all the same kind of fucked here
Quit wasting my time
Jeanne, it’s just a ride!
Sooner or later,
everyone gets off this ride
Won’t you get off with me?
The futility of existence
requires not your assistance
You could waste some time,
We could waste some time together.
Let’s waste some time
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5. |
A Little Bit Low
03:04
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Well baby now it’s all right
No reason to worry ‘bout it tonight
You’re coming off uptight
Don’t lose the rhythm
Have a good time
Raise from the bottom
of your aching soul
the love that is running
both hot and cold
Well, we all get a little bit low here
from time to time
You ought to let your pain flow
like a fire traversing your veins
Don’t ever let the beat slow
Turn up the music on the radio
I know you got your reasons
to be feeling sad
A lot of folks before you
had it just as bad
It’s easy to lose your mind over nothing
Everytime you close your eyes
you’re feeling something
It’s easy to lose your mind over nothing
Everytime you close your eyes
you’re seeing something
We all get a little bit
A little bit low
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6. |
Such a Long Time
02:38
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A stemless flower sitting on my windowsill
And from this vantage point it’s dying
Time passes on
(Time it moves past her)
A thousand more dawns
(And mornings after)
I’ve been waiting such a long time
Like a sunset sitting perfectly still
You think you’re moving but you’re idling
Standing in line
(Awaiting the answer)
There’s no one behind
(And no one before her)
I’ve been waiting such a long time, love.
This moment
I’ll seize it
and this time you know that I’ll mean it
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7. |
After the Plague
03:18
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Life really isn’t that much worse
here at the center of the universe
steering down the 101 with nothing but a camera and a loaded gun
Static cleanse my mind
White noise rob me blind
Forest around me far from wild
The irony of it makes me smile
No one to care about for miles
After the plague, we will see the stars
After it plays out we’ll know who we really are
It was nothing to survive once our hearts were shut so tight
I come and go as I please
I love all my enemies
Better living together all alone
Via electronic methadone
It’s not my problem anymore
After the plague, we will see the stars
When it all goes down, then we’ll know
what we truly are
Now I love all my enemies
They make such good company
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There ain’t no getting around this, babe
We’ve got to change for good
Just like the prophets of yesteryear
and their dispassionate words
We’ve got to breathe every single breath
Exhale this loneliness
Gasp like it’s understood:
The thrill of this life will slip away
And slip away for good
(Hey) Don’t save a thing for tonight
The universe will give and take
Anything we desire
So live it up till the heat is gone
And this frost turns to fire
Coz we move in illusion
Abide in seclusion
And speak in compromise
But our ashes will burn so bright
More than a thousand lies
Oh no oh no oh no oh no
It’s got to be now
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9. |
Complicity
02:21
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I got a letter in the mail today
News from an old friend far away
Something’s come up we couldn’t expect
And I may soon be the first suspect
Oh, all right, all right
I know I promised, but I’m leaving tonight
C’mon, c’mon
I’d like to stay, but I must be gone
The dead do not improve overnight
Those who remain are no oversight
A thousand muted words
are all they bring
You know a photograph
don’t prove a thing
I keep your letter in my coat pocket
I fear your message I won’t forget
No sense in talking ‘bout
the way things were
Complicity is such a dirty word
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10. |
The Ballad of Emily Jane
02:57
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Life can be a problem
when you’re eager to begin
and your chains have missed the mark
as you open all the windows
to a world you want to see,
but you never need to touch
I know that you believe
that if the love you should receive
would ever really be enough,
then the god of compromise
would swiftly open up our eyes
and ease the diamond from the rough
So how can I convey
that you’re pissing it away?
What else can I say, Emily Jane?
What is too foolish to be said
is sung by idiots instead
Who watch the world pass by from bed
You’re tumbling around
inside dreams and paper crowns
Just live your life instead, Emily Jane
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Aloud Los Angeles, California
Aloud is, in the parlance of our times, a rock n’ roll band. Since our founding in Boston in the early 2000s we’ve released
5 albums, toured coast-to-coast several times, and even landed music in a few films. We’ve called L.A. home since 2017.
Aloud is currently putting a neat little bow on Apollo 6—their follow-up album to Sprezzatura which, if you believe what the papers tell you, is very good.
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